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“Vivendo il sogno americano” Chap 15

Author: mcr_blue_canary
Rating: R/NC-17
POV: Matt’s
Pairing: implied Derek x Travis, Matt x Sonny, Evan x Sonny
Summary: Matt is 18 and his brother Evan (http://community.livejournal.com/fftlove/3715.html#cutid1) is 16. Travis and Derek are also 18. They all live in Orlando. Matt’s mother decides to take in a foreign exchange student from Sicily (the little island that the Italian boot is kicking); his name is Sonny and he’s 16. Matt doesn’t quite like this idea and decides to make Sonny’s stay as hellious as possible…until he starts to fall for little Sonny…
Disclaimer: NOT true. Happened in my head, obviously…
Author’s Note: THANK YOU so fucking much to anybody (and everybody) who reads/comments my stories!! I appreciate it SO much!!! ^_^

Chapter 1: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/7865.html
Chapter 2: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/8320.html
Chapter 3: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/8485.html
Chapter 4: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/8964.html
Chapter 5: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/9949.html
Chapter 6: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/10311.html
Chapter 7: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/11075.html
Chapter 8: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/11878.html
Chapter 9: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/12195.html
Chapter 10: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/12754.html
Chapter 11: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/13309.html
Chapter 12: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/14222.html
Chapter 13: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/14446.html
Chapter 14: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/14919.html


I wake the next morning because of Sonny’s fidgeting in his sleep. He finds a comfortable spot on my chest. I smile and pet his soft hair, remembering last night.
Not long after, he wakes up, yawning.
“Morning, love” I whisper. He cuddles into me.
“What time is it?”
“Close to noon, sleepy-head.”
“Ok,” he sits up and stretches, the blankets falling off of him, revealing his chest. I sit up as well and kiss his cheek while he yawns again.
“I have idea!” he says.
“Let’s take a shower together,” he smiles brightly.
“Alright,” I get out of bed. Sonny whistles at my nakedness. He’s still lying on the bed. I grab his arms and pull him out. He giggles. He scurries to the dresser and grabs his clothes and some towels. I pick out my clothes, too.
We head into the bathroom, depositing the clothes and towels on the floor. I kiss his lips.
“How hot do you want it?”
“Hot and heavy,” he winks.
I smile, “I meant the water.”
He climbs in the tub and plays with the temperature. “There!” he says successfully. I get in the shower with him, kissing him under the water. My hands begin to wander his body. He moans under my touch.
He turns around, his back against my chest, and looks up at me, his arms up loosely on my shoulders. I kiss his neck while stroking his semi-erect penis; my own erection poking at his backside.
I wait until he’s fully erect before initiating anything further. Once he is, I grab the soap, figuring it will provide a useful lubricant. As soon as my hands leave him, he moans dejectedly, looking up at me with pleading eyes. Apparently, I’m taking too long with the soap.
“What?” I tease, a wicked grin on my face, as I apply the soap to myself.
“Matt…please?” he whispers.
“I know what you want. You’re awfully anxious, aren’t you?”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too, Sonny,” I kiss his neck, setting the soap aside. I put my hands on his hips and position myself at his entrance. He smiles up at me as I push myself into him. He moans loudly, his hands gripping mine. I move slowly, letting his body get used to the situation. He loosens his grip on my hands. I then move one of my still mildly soapy hands to caress his member; the other arm rests around his waist.
Surprisingly, I find the soap to be much better than the actual lube. Sonny’s face shows no signs of discomfort like he did last night. I’m relieved. I move in and out at a rather quick pace, trying to find his pleasure spots again.
His moans are turning into screams of pleasure, which is only turning me on more. His legs start to shake, as he gets more into it. I wrap my arm more tightly around his waist so he doesn’t slip.
“I got you,” I whisper. He nods, breathlessly.
Sonny pushes back into me as I move into him. It feels great and he keeps it up, his legs getting weaker and weaker. I am aware that it is mostly me that’s supporting him, but I don’t mind.
We’re both getting close now. I’m moving as fast as I can without hurting him, my hand stroking him in tune with my other movements.
Sonny screams out in orgasm, his liquid spilling on my hand. I follow soon afterwards.
Sonny’s breathing heavily, his legs like jelly. I pull myself out and turn him around to face me. Supporting him, I kiss him on the lips passionately, my tongue darting inside. He wraps his arm around me, trying to regain his stance. I hold him protectively until he’s sure he’s able to stand on his own.
“I’m sorry,” he apologizes.
“For what?”
“For making you hold me up.”
“It’s ok,” I say, nuzzling his nose, “I’ll hold you as long as you need me to. Besides, you had fun, right?”
“I did. A lot,” he smiles, blushing. We kiss again.
“You think we should actually get cleaned up now?” I tease.
He nods, grabbing the shampoo. He stands on his tiptoes and puts it in my hair. Worried, I place my hands on his hips, just in case. Luckily, he doesn’t slip.
I shampoo his hair as well. Once this task is completed, I run the soap over his body. When I finish, he does the same for me.
After we’re clean, I shut off the water. I pick up Sonny and put him down carefully on the bathroom rug so he doesn’t slip. He laughs at my paranoia. I climb out as well.
“You think I will fall?” he asks.
“I don’t want to think about that. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
He smiles and hugs me tightly. We towel off and get dressed.

We go downstairs to get food. Evan and Veronica are already in the kitchen.
Evan smiles evilly when he sees me, “Looks like I’m not the only one who got action last night.” He raises his eyebrows at Sonny and I.
I give him the death glare.
“Relax, mom ain’t here. So how was it?” he says looking at Sonny, “How bad is my brother?”
I flick him off and sit down.
“Are you—Do you mean—?” Sonny stutters, getting red. “Sex?” he whispers.
Evan nods.
“Well, it was really nice. It was romantic and loving. I liked it a lot.”
“Wow, I didn’t think you were serious about Matt being gay…” Veronica chimes in.
“I don’t feel the need to be classified either way. I love Sonny for who he is, not his body.” I reply, remembering a similar speech Sonny had given to me, Travis and Derek. Sonny squeezes me, smiling cheerfully.
“That’s sweet,” she says. She had better keep this a secret.
I rout through the fridge for some food. I find a couple microwave pizzas and throw two in for Sonny and I.
“We’re eatin’ pizza,” I inform him. He nods, happily.
We resolve to eat with them. After we finish our pizza, Sonny and I decide to wander around town with Derek and Trav.
As we leave the kitchen I whisper in Evan’s ear, “He swallows.”
His eyes get big as Sonny and Veronica wonder what I said.

We head over to Derek’s. Travis is already there.
“Hey, guys!” I greet happily. I want to tell them about Sonny and I. I hesitate.
“Can you guys keep a secret?”
“No,” Travis replies.
“Damn it!”
Derek laughs.
“I’m serious, Trav.”
“I’ll tell my clique.”
“Derek?” Sonny asks.
“Yes, Derek…” Trav says looking down.
“Sonny and I are dating.”
“I told you! I so thought they were!” Derek announces staring at Travis.
“Seriously, you already knew?” I mutter dejectedly.
“I had a hunch.”
“Well,” I continue, “We just had the most amazing sex ever!” I smile proudly. Sonny blushes a little and hugs me. The other two clap.
“I knew you would share our joy,” I joke.
“So, Sonny, how was it really?” Derek asks.
“Oh, fuck off!” I retort.
Sonny giggles, “It was really good.”
I nod, matter-of-factly.
“Can we look at after Halloween sales?” Sonny asks, excitedly, changing the subject.
I look at those two who shrug.
“We can take my mom’s car…” Derek suggests.
“Shotgun!” Trav calls.
“Backseat!” I yell, grabbing Sonny.
“You do anything nasty back there, I’ll crash the car!” Derek threatens.
“The threats only turn me on,” I whisper raising my eyebrows.
“I’ll make sure he is good,” Sonny says, smiling.
With that, we head out on our shopping escapade.
Current Location: apartment
Current Mood: busybusy
Current Music: Jenny Lewis - "You Are What You Love"
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